Carpe Diem ‘ Distillation ‘ #6

A haiku created from the distillation of an exert from Shakespeare’s 12th night…

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?O stay and hear! your true-love’s comingThat can sing both high and low;Trip no further, pretty sweeting,Journeys end in lovers’ meeting—Every wise man’s son doth know.

What is love? ’tis not hereafter;Present mirth hath present laughter;What’s to come is still unsure:In delay there lies no plenty,—Then come kiss me, Sweet-and-twenty,Youth’s a stuff will not endure.